Fault Line-O. Children

Mother! I'm sinning I'm letting all my wishes passes me by so drunken confusing all false prophets with good guys now I'm begging and hoping that you'll save me from my mind so close now I'm on the edge of solace and divide On the fault line and I'm looking for a long time sick of hiding like a chameleon out of the dark night on the bright light On the fault line and I'm looking for a long time sick of sounding a chameleon out of the dark night on the bright light Brother, stop sinning and listen to your mother when she cries she's worried your doing something stupid then you'll die with your hands up defensive of your loves tongue-tied don't worry just come back in a hurry hold me tight On the fault line and I'm looking for a long time sick of hiding like a chameleon out of the dark night on the bright light On the fault line and I'm looking for a long time sick of sounding a chameleon out of the dark night on the bright light